Enough is Enough!

So, my husband and I have decided to move. We can't take the animals anymore. We're on the waiting list for a place within the same area as my mother-in-law lives. She was able to find a job that works, so I'm sure she doesn't need our help with the house payment anymore. Even though it will be two months before something comes open, I'm already dreaming of not hearing "Stop Stasha Stop" anymore, no longer hearing meowing outside my door for hours, and having space! I'm glad we were able to help her out, but three years...what was I thinking!?! Anyways, in a few months, we hope to have a place of our own. I think it would be a lot easier to be pregnant and have kids in our own place, not in a house forever smelling of dogs urine.

Keeping Myself on Track

I went to a dietition on Tuesday to get some help getting my health under control. She introduced me to this free site that is incredible! I put in my wieght and height, and the site calculated how many calories I would need to cut back on. Then, I plug in what I eat everyday. A lot of foods are already in the system. It does the math for me! It tells me what I'm eating too much of or too little of. I know I shouldn't use my blog to advertise something, but it really is a nice site. It also follows your exercise and has articles on health issues. The site has special programs within it for certain diseases as well. So....go sign up! http://www.sparkpeople.com/. By the way, the person that referred you is amschneck. (I get bonus points for referrals!)

Well, That Answers That Question

I went to the doctor's yesterday. I had blood work done and an ultrasound of my ovaries. I gave so much blood! I'm very happy that I didn't faint thought. Usually, the second I feel the needle hit my vein, I pass out. They would have had to start over with a new needle. Ugh! The doctor didn't hae the results back by the time I had my untrasound, but the ultrasound answered the question of why I'm having trouble getting pregnant. Polycystic Ovary Syndrome, or PCOS, is where the body produces too much of certain hormones that cause cysts on the ovaries, as well as prevent ovulation. It was really interesting being able to watch the ultrasound. The doctor used the computer to show my my ovaries and uterus, and used the program to measure them. One ovary was so covered in cysts it looked black. I'm now taking medication to help my body control the hormones and get rid of the cysts. I don't know how long it'll take, but I should get pregnant by the end of the year. I hate that there really was a problem, but it is nice to know that I can do something about it!

Building a Business

My mom and I have always loved sewing. Bags, clothes, toys, you name it, we've sewn it. So, we've decided to try to make money with our hobby. We are doing bag, purses, and 18" (american girl) doll clothes for now. I've been thinking about making a Facebook business page for it, but I have to come up with a name first. Who knew creating a label for your business was this difficult! Every name that we think will work well is taken. We want something unique and us. Opinion time! I am going to post all the names that my mom and I have come up with that we like that no one else has and leave a note in the comments to put in your vote! The names are:
rhonda.amy
Big Horn Crafts
Big Horn Sewing
Sewing Maniacs
Sew Like Crazy
Sew Totally Spool

An Apple a Day Doesn't Mean You Can Avoid a Doctor

On Monday, I had my first doctor visit in six or seven years. I got my first pap smear and when my next period comes, I go in for more testing. The pap smear wasn't as horrible as I thought it would be. A bit uncomfortable perhaps, but it didn't hurt. I'm not looking forward to the additional testing though. It means having my blood drawn, which is not my favorite thing. I mean, how could you enjoy something that makes you pass out? Yes, it's true. Everytime I've had my blood drawn, I've pass out. But, I need to go through all of it. If I need to take drugs to help my get pregnant, then that it what I will do!

Working Out in a Group

My husband and I got a membership to our local YMCA last week. Today, we took my mother-in-law with us to work out. She stays at home all day and it can't be good for her physically (she's old and it stiffens her joints) or emotionally (she finds daily reminders of my late father-in-law). Also today, I have figured out that when working out with multiple people it is very hard to keep pace. The courteous thing to do is to keep pace with the slowest person, but that doesn't work very well when that forces one to cut the workout in half. My usual is a mile around a track and 20 minutes on a bike. Today I did half a mile and 5 minutes on the bike. I love my mother-in-law to pieces. She is a wonderful woman, but I need to get fit if I'm ever going to be able to carry a baby!

Not Right in the Head

I had to work later than usual last night, and I got really bored and my mind started to wonder. To bring it back on track, I wrote this poem:

There once was a woman who worked with bread
She was not right in the head
She worked late into the night
Giving herself quite a fright
She thought she saw the dead
Wandering through the racks of bread
So she went home to bed
That woman that wasn't right in the head

Apparently, I need to get more sleep at night. Either that or find a different job!